The Date Plan

Dates and dances (part 1)

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UNEDITED!

Song: Fire Starter

I present chapter seven!

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You know how you're supposed to sleep at night?

I couldn't get a wink.

Why?

Well a fellow ex-friend kept creeping into my mind.

Rolling over again my phone suddenly starts to ring, being bored out of my mind, I immediately answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey Esther!"

Jesse.

Jesse got my number, it is currently 5:00 in the morning and Jesse is talking to me...... Why on Earth do I even care?! I should be mad and hanging up!

"Hey." I state plainly and sitting up. "What do you want?"

"I can't sleep." He states as if it is the most obvious thing in the world.

" Okay, how did you get my number?"

" Said it on your fridge,"

Oh yeah. The fridge that every single paper in the whole world is on. Including my and my mums number in case we call a baby sitter.

"Oh."

Jesse laughs and I can almost see him running his hands through his hair...

Woah. Hormones, can you please shut up?!

"Esther," He whispers.

"Yeah?"

"Let me in yeah let me get closer..."

That's not Jesse's voice.

My eyes snap open and my alarm is blaring.

Rubbing my eyes I lean over and tap the alarm off. Laying back down in a huff I say, "What the heck was that dream."

I just dreamed about Jesse.

I shouldn't look into it.... Should I?

Is it MTOTM? No.... I had it already this month.

Shaking my head I get up and look at the clock.

9:00 am.

I pad into the bathroom and prepare to get ready for my 'date.'

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"There," I say putting the last bit of makeup on my face. Leaning back I admire my work.

My face is whiter and my lips a bright red, my hair has been straightened and I'm wearing a black long sleeved shirt and a black skirt making it look like a dress.

"Honey!" My mum calls up. "Time to go for your doctors appointment!"

"Mum," I say, "You have to see this."

My eyes are wide as saucers. Makeup can do wonders. I'm a totally different person.

My mum enters my room and with one look at me she does a double take.

"Sorry, wrong room," her hands shake. "Is that you Esther?"

"Yes." My eyes won't leave the mirror.

"It's a little much for going to the doctor." She whispers.

"I'm going on a date Mum." I state.